Ximen Rou clenched the snake whip in his hand, the green tendons on his arms bulged, and he stared at Wang Chan's face deadly, neither advancing nor retreating. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Let's go!" The principal died, ran away, and the remaining four money gang members naturally had no reason to stay here, but they had just run away.

Hearing only the sound of "whew", the three-zhang long whip in Ximenrou's hand suddenly shook out four circles, and it happened to be on the necks of these four people impartially.

The whip tightened, and with a sound, it was released again.

Before the first two men could make a sound, they fell, and their necks were broken by the whip.

The third person screamed miserably, fell to the sky, his tongue had been spit out, and finally he still lost his breath.

The fourth man covered his throat with his hand and ran out a few steps before he fell down, his body shaking incessantly, and his throat emitted a series of lattice sounds.

He was lucky not to die, but it was ten times more painful than death.

As soon as Ximen Rou whipped out, four people fell to the ground, and he didn't look back at all, the whip seemed to have eyes, and Duan Kaishan and the others couldn't help but be moved when they saw it.

All of them cast their eyes on Wang Chan's face, and Ximen Rou was no exception, as if to say how do you see my whip, do you have the qualifications to make people shoot?

It's just that to their disappointment, Wang Chan sat there without even raising his eyelids.

Stomping~

At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and the owner of the voice walked very slowly and steadily, which made people wonder, especially at this time, there were still people who dared to wade into this troubled water.

Here came a man in black cloth and black robes, black shoes and black socks, and a long sword with a black sheath on his back.

He was tall and burly, wider than Simon Rou, but he did not seem to be bloated at all, but rather thin and athletic. His face was a strange dead gray, his eyebrows were slanted, his eyes were wide-eyed, and he was arrogant, and a few strands of sparse beard under his chin were scattered in the wind.

His whole person seemed to be arrogant and dashing, serious and uninhibited. Whoever takes one look at him knows that he will never be an ordinary person.

The man in black looked up at Ximen Rou, with a look of disdain on his face, and said lightly: "The whip god snake whip is nothing more than that. ”

He looked up and let out a long sigh, which seemed more gloomy.

He seemed disappointed.

And Wang Chan's face finally changed, he looked at the person who came, and his eyes showed an inexplicable brilliance. He didn't expect that this person would also be able to see the inadequacy of Ximen Rou's whip.

You must know that if the whip force of Ximen Rou is used enough, the money will help the four people to die under his whip at the same time, and at this moment, the four people died in order, and the way of death is not the same, it is obvious that the power of Ximen Rou's whip is not just right, and the power on the whip is unevenly distributed, and the heat is still half a point behind.

Naturally, it's not that he can't whip well, in fact, if the whip can be practiced to his level, there will not be a second person in the rivers and lakes in the past thirty years. It's just that it's still far from the name of the whip god.

Ximen Rou stared at the man in black, his face was pale, and the snake whip in his palm flew out again.

The whip came silently, and it was not until the end of the whip was rolled up that a sharp sound was heard, which showed that the speed of his whip was still above the sound.

The black-clothed man's expression remained unchanged, but the iron sword in his hand was already out of its sheath, and at the same time as the sword lit up, the three-zhang snake whip had already broken into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Ximen Rou's snake whip is fast, but the sword of this man in black is faster!

The man in black looked up at Ximen Rou and said slowly: "I have no life under the sword, but it is not easy for you to read your kung fu, there are fewer and fewer people on the rivers and lakes who are worthy of my sword, five years later, I will go to you again, if you still disappoint me like today, I will not hesitate to kill you with a sword, you go!"

Ximen Rou glanced at Wang Chan, and then at the man in black, his expression was complicated, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, and said gloomily: "It seems that today's rivers and lakes, there is no place for me Ximen Rou to compete for power......" He stomped his feet, swept into the sky, and disappeared behind the roof in a flash.

The man in black looked at Ximen Rou's back, turned around for a long time, and said lightly: "See you today, I can't be respected, I would like to use a sword to talk about the heart." ”

Wang Chan was silent, staring at the iron sword in the black-clothed man's hand, and suddenly said, "Songyang Iron Sword?"

No matter which rivers and lakes use swords, there will always be the most people, but there are very few who can be called swordsmen, and even fewer people who have reached the point of the man in black, so his identity is about to be revealed.

The man in black said: "It's Guo Songyang." ”

Wang Chan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled: "The Songyang Iron Sword is really famous!"

Guo Songyang also stared at the iron sword in his palm, and said, "But I don't know how the Songyang Iron Sword compares to Xiao Li's flying sword, and how does it compare to your gentleman's sword?"

Wang Chan smiled faintly and said, "It's not as good as that." ”

Guo Songyang Huo Ran raised his head.

His gray face seemed to have blushed with excitement, and he said loudly: "In that case, then I just happened to learn your gentleman's sword today." ”

Wang Chan looked up at Duan Kaishan and the others, who were already stunned, and said, "Let's change the location." ”

Guo Songyang did not refuse, and took the lead in the front.

Outside the restaurant, the cold wind was blowing, and the snow on the side of the road had not completely melted.

Although Guo Songyang walked slowly, his steps were very big.

Wang Chan's eyes were fixed on his steps, as if he could see the gods.

The road was paved with a layer of snow that was neither deep nor shallow, and every step Guo Songyang took left a shallow footprint, and the depth of each footprint was exactly the same.

The distance between each step is exactly the same.

Although he seemed to be walking carelessly, he was actually secretly urging the internal forces in his body, and his hands and feet were completely coordinated. With every step he takes, he will never make a mistake.

When his internal force is urged to the extreme, and the coordination of his body and limbs has reached its peak, he will immediately stop, and that is, the end of the road!

Wang Chan understood this very well, but he didn't stop it, Guo Songyang was indeed a terrible opponent, and he needed to be this kind of opponent.

The three of them were soon out of town.

The four fields are getting more and more empty, and a plum forest can be seen in the distance.

Hanmei is as red as blood!

"Is that the end of the road?" Wang Chan glanced up and muttered softly.

Guo Songyang's steps are getting bigger and bigger, but the footprints left behind are getting lighter and fainter, obviously everything inside and outside his body has gradually reached its peak.

At that time, his spirit, internal strength, and body will become one with his sword, and his sword will no longer be the steel of ignorance, but will have spirituality.

At that time, he will be invincible and unstoppable with a sword!

Although Sun Xiaohong's martial arts are not strong, she has always been by the side of the old man Tianji, and she can't help but worry about Wang Chan at this time.

It's just that when she looked at Wang Chan with a worried look, she saw a smiling face, and that smile seemed to be able to melt the snow in winter...... (To be continued.) )